you turn on the heat You win or die taking on the elite Uh huh Uh huh You may fall but there's no going back There's no retreat from this attack Uh
Traducere: Flash. Atac.
45 revolutions, playing on your stereo Not one revolution on the street Final solutions, as many as you want Not one solution on the street
when you turn on the heat You win or die taking on the elite Uh huh Uh huh You may fall but there's no going back There's no retreat from this attack
Fight Fight Fight Times get hard you get uptight You'd better watch out for the danger signs Praying for your life, finally tosses a Rut Fighting for
This is where the good times went With his brains lying on the pavement With a broken bottle in his hand And another in his back Do you feel alright
Inside these grotesque walls. A timeless evil calls. Calls from centuries beyond. Light candles mad of black, Let gruesome ghouls attack Permanent damage
